Laura And The Stranger

The whirl of the wheels of the stationary bike filled the room. The laptop was perched between the handlebars. She had intended to ride until something came to mind. Twenty minutes and the laptop screen was still blank.On the bike, she looked out their bedroom window. She had hoped that the forest beyond their fenced yard would somehow give her inspiration. She stopped pedaling. Frustrated. Decided some tea might help. She padded downstairs in her bare feet. Took a hot cup of Earl Grey upstairs.Just outside their fence, a small crew of men had appeared. One man, tall, bare-chested, barked unheard orders to the others. Then came the faint sound of chainsaws. The tall man looked up at her window. Had he seen her? He was ruggedly handsome; she would remember to somehow include that in her story.He effortlessly jumped over the chain link fence and walked slowly toward the back door of the house. She left the tea and rushed downstairs. After his second knock, she was at the door and practically flung it open, ignoring that she was wearing only a sports sex hikaye bra and running shorts.He seemed even taller. Taller than her husband, William. His jaw was square, peppered with a mixed stubble of brown and gray. Hair on his chest was matted with sweat. He smelled manly. She reminded herself to also include that in whatever she wrote later.His voice, loud and brash with perhaps a hint of being Scottish? ?Canna trouble ya fer some water, lady?? Wide mouth, beautiful teeth, strong lips. Was she staring??Of course; come in,? she finally answered. Retrieved a glass from a cabinet, filled it with cool water from the fridge dispenser, and handed it to him. The hand that took it was large. Thick fingers. Much larger than William?s.?You?ve got a nice bum there,? he said with a smile. Not menacing but observant? She backed against the fridge, arms folded across her chest, watching him drink.?You can relax, lady, I mean ya no harm.? He noticed a basket of fruit on the kitchen table. ?Mind if I take an apple for me lunch???No, seks hikaye by all means, help yourself.? Why didn?t she ask him to leave??Are you all right? Seem a bit nervous,? he asked, taking a bite of the apple.?No, I was just wondering what my husband would think if he came home and saw a strange man eating an apple in my kitchen.?He stared at her, munching the apple. ?D?ya fook around on him, then??Startled, she answered quickly. ?NO! Of course not!??D?ya give him some head now and then?? Another bite of the apple.Trying to seem insulted, she muttered, ?I don?t see how that?s any of your business.??If ya suck his dick, and with a bum like yers, he?d understand if ya got some strange now and again.? Another bite of the apple.She wasn?t frightened. More intrigued. Curious. Wondered what it would be like to lick his sweaty chest. William never got sweaty. William showered every morning and every night.She suddenly realized she was staring at the front of his pants. No bulge. Wondered, since his hands were so big and thick if?.Then his extended hand was in front of her with the apple core. ?Where do ya want it, lady?? he asked. Huge grin on his face. Had he seen her looking at his crotch??I seen ya lookin; would ya like to see it? I?m quite proud of it, actually.?Of course, she wanted to see it, but didn?t want to admit it. Tossed the apple core in the trash bin under the sink. Turned around, and his pants were down above his knees. Even flaccid, he was large. Larger than William. And thick. She thought about what it must look like in full bloom. Could he get it all inside her?He leaned back resting on his elbows on the top of the stove. ?You can touch it if you want; I don?t mind.?How did she let this happen? She found herself mesmerized by this strange man in her kitchen. She turned a kitchen chair around, sat in it, facing his genitals. She felt alone, just her and his penis in the room. It was warm in the palm of her hand. Used one hand, then two to fondle his ball sac. Rolled it around with her fingers. Watched the stiffness take over his penis.She curled one hand around his base; her fingers barely touched. Her other hand fisted on top of the first. Two hands full of cock! She stared at the cap, seemingly staring at her.